An Observation

Anonymous

"Observation"

Anonymous

Observation is infatuation without a reason  

But it can be so much more complex than that 

If it’s without reason then why 

Do I find myself missing the feeling

Of your eyes taking in all of me

Why do I find myself missing 

The way your hair stands on edge

Why do I find myself missing 

The way you used to see me 

You used to be here 

Used to exist with reason 

Observe with reason 

Live with reason

Where did you go wrong 

Where did I go wrong? 

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